Summary: He was on her mind constantly. A vampire sucking on her sanity. She was still drawn to him, so drawn that she couldn't think of anything else but him. Thus when he asks her a question, asks for her consent, she can't refuse... and must succumb to her... Dracula.

She was drowning, a damsel in distress, awaiting her knight in shining armor to come rescue her. It was then he came, her savior, but a villian in reality, an evil devilish boy by the name of Draco Malfoy.

"Draco...why are we doing this?"
"Because I like it, Granger. Don't you?" She said yes that time. That time, things were actually happy between them. She was what brought him warmth, but when she left, there was nothing that remained but the bitter cold.

Summary: He kept telling himself that he wasn't bad at heart. But it was lie. Everything was. Not that it mattered. After all excuses were meaningless unless people believed them. But then came she, she who fell for the lies and became enchanted in his spell.